Please stop persecuting your students!

You LSPs are really unbearable... Eh? I'm also an LSP? That's fine_(:3」∠)_

(Single draw! Color circle!!! Archer class??? Zhou Heiya! No————!)

PS:咲 (xiao, fourth tone)

嘤~

Volume 242 begins! Tianshen Primary School: Chapter Chapter We still don’t know what Nia said that day

"No~"

Nia shouted loudly, then simply fell to the ground, collapsing in a very ungraceful manner, and a bottle of empty orange-flavored X-Drink was casually placed aside.

"I can't drink anymore~"

"So I told you to rinse it with chicken broth first, right?"

“That doesn’t taste very good…”

“Indeed, the original spiciness is important...”

Saki nodded in agreement, then looked around at the twenty or so bottles of drinks left—these were the ones left after the others took their own drinks with them. He couldn't help but smile helplessly:

"So this is what happened... It's going to be hard to go to the bathroom in the middle of the night."

"Blades don't have that function... huh?"

Nia waved her hand and her eyes fell on the bowl in Saki's hand.

"Teacher, do you want to eat more?"

"For me, hot pot is not good without this."

Saki sat down cross-legged, and tilted the bowl a little towards Nia, so that the girl who also sat up could see the contents of the bowl clearly. There were distinct grains of rice, yellow egg pieces, and some chopped green onions. This was——

"...Ah, egg fried rice!"

"For some reason, eating hot pot with this stuff tastes especially good."

"Well..."

"Nia, would you like a bowl?"

"I want~"

"Can you still eat..."

From a group of people eating hot pot in a lively atmosphere to two people eating slightly cold egg fried rice...

"What are you talking about?~"

"Let's talk after we finish eating..."

"Well!"

Nia swallowed the rice in her mouth, took a sip of the drink, and then said:

“It’s just like that time~”

"what?"

“It was when I first came to this school!”

"what"

Saki suddenly realized that if you ignore the strong smell of hot pot in the air, it really is the same feeling as when Nia first came.

"Now that you say that..."

"right?"

"Ah."

Saki nodded and reached into the kitchen with his spiritual power. A small casserole just floated over in the air, which made Nia's expression a little tense for a moment.

Because she also has spiritual power in her body, she can now directly detect the traces of Saki using spiritual power like Hong Yanma, but...

Looking at the blue, worm-like spiritual power aggregate, and the casserole that was "bitten" and "held" in its mouth, Nia couldn't help but shudder, with a look of disgust on her face.

“Ugh…why do you want to make it like this?”

"I'm a pragmatist. Getting in shape still takes a lot of energy."

"Alas..."

Nia grinned, and her attention quickly fell on the casserole that Saki had placed on the table. As the lid of the pot was opened, a rich aroma wafted to her face, quickly squeezing out the spicy smell of spices in the room. Nia shrugged her nose, and her eyes lit up.

"What is this? It smells so good!"

"I made this before Satoko and Homura left. It's porridge made with leftover chicken broth and vegetables."

Saki also sniffed it and sighed from the bottom of his heart:

"Forget about Yan. It's hard to imagine that this pot of porridge was made by such a little girl. That child will become a good wife in the future... Well, Yan too."

Ok? !

Nia raised her eyebrows, keenly aware that there was something wrong with what Saki said... There was nothing wrong with the words themselves, the key was the person who said it!

Saki said this... something is wrong! Don't you like long hair?

Nia's heart was filled with turmoil, and she pretended to be casual and complained:

"Hey, she's only ten years old! Even in the underworld, she wouldn't get married so young!"

"So I said it's the future. I'm very optimistic about this child."

Saki blinked at Nia. The waves in the girl's heart gradually turned into a storm. She twirled her hair with her fingers and thought to herself:

"I think it would be better to put more effort into cooking... So, Mr. Hong is going to teach this?"

She didn't mean anything else, she just simply thought that after learning cooking, she could cook whatever she wanted in the future without having to trouble Saki...or anything like that.

"I feel like I can't even fool myself..."

The fingers that were circling the ends of her hair paused, then slowly let go, and a meaningful smile gradually appeared on Nia's little face, which was pretending to be calm.

There was some self-mockery, but at the same time, it seemed that she had made up her mind. The beautiful girl looked at Saki, who finished his fried rice and then poured himself some porridge. Saki also noticed the change in the atmosphere around him, paused while drinking the porridge, put down the bowl, looked at Nia with a puzzled look, and his expression subconsciously became serious.

With his understanding and knowledge of Nia, it was not difficult for him to see that this girl... this time, was serious, just like when she showed the posture of the Blade, she had indeed made some kind of determination, which made him nervous and confused at the same time.

What's your sudden decision about eating? Are you planning to change your career and become a cook?

"...It doesn't look like it's that simple."

The joking thoughts and words to lighten the mood were dispelled by Saki when he noticed Nia's golden eyes. One of them sat cross-legged, while the other sat upright as he had learned from Hong Yanma and the others in the past two days. They stared at each other for a long time as the heat and aroma slowly emanated from the pot of hot porridge.

It seemed like a long time had passed, ten or dozens of minutes, or maybe only a few minutes. Perhaps because the atmosphere created was a bit tense, the perception of time seemed to be confused at this moment.

Finally, Nia organized her words and spoke again, more solemnly and nervously than ever before:

"Teacher! I——"

...Hey, I'm broken...

AD2063.7, at nine o'clock in the morning, in a corner of the waiting room of the Musanis Spaceport on the planet Astra, seven young boys and girls and a middle-aged man wearing sunglasses gathered here.

Putting aside this middle-aged uncle who is over 50 and has no distinctive features, this group of young people can be said to be quite distinctive, or to be more precise, "varied" in the literal sense.

Clothing is a small matter. Even the skin color, hair color, and eye color are different. There are three skin colors: yellow, white, and brown. There are blonde, white, purple, yellow, and black hair. The personalities are very distinct. There are aloof, gloomy, sunny, smart-looking intellectuals, and ordinary people who look ordinary... It can be said that there is everything. If you don't know, you might think it's a gathering of the last century's killers. People who are a little older will probably show an expression like an old man looking at his phone when they see such a group of people gathered together.

......

Conventional beginning of the month cuckoo cuckoo ≡ω≡

Volume 243 begins! Tenshin Elementary School: Chapter Chapter This AC girl doesn't look very smart

But in fact, not many people pay too much attention to such a small group, and they don’t seem to think there is anything special about it.

In fact, this is exactly the case. After the unprecedented world war a hundred years ago, the remaining people finally reached a consensus after paying heavy sacrifices, abolished the definitions of guns, ethnicity, religion and country, and established a world government. From that day on, people were only collectively referred to as "human beings". Over the past hundred years, it has become normal for people of different skin colors to play together, go to school and work together.

That being said... Judging from the way these students were sitting in pairs, or most of them were just looking at the scenery without interacting with others, the big gap had disappeared, but there was still a certain distance between people.

A girl familiar to Saki and the others, named Phonicia Raffaelli, was also among the group of 17-year-old boys and girls, following the brown-dressed girl who had obviously put some thought into her appearance and had the same blonde hair. The girl had tied her medium-length blonde hair into two high ponytails, and stood beside another tall white-haired boy with her hands folded, looking at the light screen projected by the personal terminal on the boy's wrist. A large amount of data was constantly refreshed under the touch of the boy's five fingers, and the glasses reflecting the projected light shone with wisdom.

Seeing this, the girl who was paying attention to the boy's actions, Kateri Raffaelli, calmly raised her hands, accidentally dodged the hand that Funicia wanted to hold, and asked casually:

"What are you doing?"

"Calculate the orbit from here to Planet Makeba, and how long it will take."

"That's it..."

Katelyn was just asking casually, just like when she met a classmate she could talk to in the morning and then talked about today's weather... She was even more casual than that. Anyway, it was not their turn to drive the spaceship, so there seemed to be no point in knowing these things.

With the development of human technology, even the outer space, which seems to be full of dangers, is actually much safer than things like airplanes in the old days as long as the operation is standardized. Of course, there is still a chance of surviving a plane crash, but if something goes wrong with a spacecraft in space, then basically... well, it will be put on the missing list directly. The possibility of survival is even higher than the possibility of accidentally hitting a wormhole and traveling to another world - well, compared with the latter, the possibility is actually a little higher.

Well, she was about to board the spaceship, so Kately stopped thinking about those unlucky things. At this moment, she also noticed the little girl who had come close to her. She frowned slightly, bent down slightly, and said in a cold tone:

"Oh, you're here. Be careful not to run around and cause trouble for others."

"Yeah, yeah! Hehe~"

Phonics laughed dryly, and stood quietly beside Kately with her head down, while the white-haired boy shifted his slightly slanted gaze to the terminal again, feeling a little helpless in his heart, and had nothing to say about the temper of his childhood sweetheart.

It's okay for students from other classes who only need to spend five days together, but it's been several months and he still treats his sister like this... It's an education problem.

As for Phonicia... I can only say that it's a good thing it's Phonicia. They have only been together for more than a month, but she is still so close to her even when Katelyne unilaterally inflicted cold violence on her. She is also relatively gentle and sensible. If it were someone with a more irritable temper, such as the small Katelyne, the Raffaelli family would be in chaos.

By the way, why don’t you set off yet?

Just as the students had already passed the scheduled assembly time and the head teacher had not yet issued any instructions, they saw a girl who looked the same age as them running over in a panic, dragging a suitcase suspended in the air, and said breathlessly:

"S-Sorry, I'm late!"

"It's finally here~"

"Be quiet!"

The teacher in charge glared at the purple-haired boy in a vest who had just spoken through his sunglasses, then looked at the girl who was late.

"you are?"

"Well, I just had my bag snatched and someone helped me, but then he threw me away like trash—"

teacher:"???"

Other students: “???????”

Why do you look like you're not using your brain well?

"Calm down! Where's your name and class?!"

"Ah, yes!"

The flustered girl then raised her head, and a yellow-haired boy who came over with the same curiosity subconsciously looked at the girl and his eyes lit up.

No matter how flustered she is, or how confused her logic is, this girl may not be very smart, but she still looks great. She has a signature oval face, and under her beige and rose-red dress, she has a typical figure that is suitable for students of this age and era, and her white over-the-knee socks are a highlight.

It's just that the short pink hair and the two half-bun-shaped hair accessories on the head look a little weird, and then there are those eyes, one yellow and one blue, like a Persian cat... They look familiar, very familiar.

The blond boy narrowed his eyes, looking thoughtful and somewhat incredulous, but he suppressed these emotions very well, with a gentle smile like a spring breeze on his face, waiting for the follow-up of this reckless girl.

"Well, I'm from Class 2B, Alice Springer. My hobby is poetry, and my specialty is that I never forget people I've met. People often say that I'm reckless and can't read the atmosphere, but I don't really understand what that means~"

"..."

Your friend... is absolutely right.

"It's time to introduce yourselves! You just can't understand the atmosphere! Join the team!"

"Okay mom!"

“It’s the teacher!!!”

Crowd: "..."

Okay, maybe there’s something wrong with this girl’s brain.

"Cognitive impairment... No, is it a language impairment?"

Katelyn searched her knowledge base and found a disease that barely matched the condition of the girl named Arias. She stood aside with her hands folded and ignored her. Fenicia looked at this girl curiously, who was particularly strange from another angle compared to the older brothers and sisters she met in another school.

By the way, classes at the school over there will also start tomorrow...Planet camping, plus attending classes with friends from another world, these two joys combined together brought Fenicia more than double the joy.